More than twenty people and more than ten submachine guns swept across the backs of forty or fifty Japanese with shells without any pressure. The artillery soldiers did not know where the enemy emerged until they died.

As soon as the cannon stopped, the twenty or so wounded soldiers in front turned around in surprise. However, they saw two chimpanzee-like figures, as well as four or five guys with green faces, laughing at them with white teeth. At the same time, the submachine gun in their hands was like a judge's brush. After a few rebirth, they all fell to the ground, and their eyes were filled with fear when they died!

The orangutan baboon guarded the lake embankment with two machine guns. The others opened the bolt, pulled out the shell, and re-loaded the bullet. The gunner even shook the wheel desperately and lowered the muzzle. I hope the first shot will give Chaishan a good start!

Chaishan was looking at the watch at this time, and another squadron under his command was ready. He just waited for the cannon to stop and launched an attack. At this time, the cannon stopped before the time came. Chaishan was so angry that he cursed the bastard Jia Baga, but morale was not enough. He raised his command knife and waved it violently: "All soldiers, kill him and give it to him!"

The whistle sounded, "Gret, Gret, Gret." Four heavy machine guns that had just been replenished roared at the same time. All the Japanese shouted "Ban Zai". They raised their rifles with swords, and bent down to start attacking. Looking from the trenches of the Eighth Route Army, there were a large area of ​​bare positions opposite, full of shining sword forests, which looked very gloomy and terrifying!

Wang Kaishan squeezed his head out of the instructor and said with a smile: "Fried, fried, why haven't you exploded yet? Do you have to wait for us to pull the rope?"

Director Wang suddenly pulled him back and said, "Here you come!"

"Wow huow huow huow" four sounds of artillery shells break through the air. Chaishan's ears were filled with indescribable anger. He told you to hit you or not. Now that the troops are attacking, you fire again. What should you do if you hurt someone? Go back and slap your artillery big mouth!

"Baga, it really exploded. Guards, go and see what's going on later?"

After shaking the phone for several times, Chaishan found that the shells behind him were still smashing down. The troops that were attacking had been overturned by the first wave of artillery fire, but the damn shells were still being fired. Do you really think the Empire has no military law?

Unexpectedly, less than two minutes after the guards were sent out, the last squadron leader climbed up to him and shouted: "Captain, the guards were killed, the artillery, the artillery and the others have turned against each other!"

"Baga, this is not the artillery rebellion, but they are all broken. Damn the Eighth Route Army. This time I was trapped again. The troops they attacked the two counties were completely feinted. The real cover was their special forces attacking artillery!"

It was not until this time that Chaishan realized that the salted fish in the pot was not the Eighth Route Army, but his half-team!

The squadron leader didn't give up: "Even if they had surprise soldiers, there were not many people, and we still had more than twenty sentries!"

Chai Shan shook his head: "It's useless. Since they are ready, do you think those more than 20 people can still turn the tables?"

Sure enough, when the cannon sound stopped, more than twenty Japanese guarding the back road also turned around to observe, but soon, their observation post shouted: "The Eighth Route Army, a large group of troops attacked!"

More than 20 people had a machine gun. They found that although there were forty or fifty people attacking the Eighth Route Army, there were only half of the guns. They could be defended by them. Soon, the main position sounded a sound of artillery bombardment. When the movement was heard, it was actually bombarding one's own people. It was their own people! Then, the artillery position behind them was either reversed or occupied by the Eighth Route Army.

The defenders quickly made a decision, leaving four soldiers and light machine guns to defend them, and the others returned to the rescue with all their might.

But before a few steps were taken, a rain of bullets swept from the right. At some point, a row of sandbags had been quietly set up on the other side of the river more than 100 meters away. Behind the sandbags, there was a heavy machine gun and two light machine guns, pressing them tightly in place. When I turned around, I found that there was only one rifleman left in the four soldiers and machine gun positions, firing back at one shot without a single shot!

"It's over, I'm plotting it!" The leader Cao Chang finally knew that something was wrong. At this time, they had to climb down the river, use the river embankment to swim to the first peninsula, and face the enemies occupying the artillery positions. But can the forty or fifty eighth Route Army behind him let them go? Maybe they will soon treat them as wild ducks and test their guns.

Just as Chief Cao was hesitating, a cannon adjusted from the artillery position helped them solve the problem. A shell accurately hit the road behind them, forcing them to climb down the lake and swim towards the peninsula.

Zhao Hu glared at the dog. This guy kept yelling to shoot a cannon. Now, the person didn't fight, and he broke the road. Let's see how to deal with you when you go back!

"Go, get a rifle and go to the water to kill ducks. Don't let the Japanese climb up!" Zhao Hu threw his Ying Qiqi to the dog and handed the bullet box.

The Japanese who are swimming cannot shoot, which is just right for dogs with good shooting skills and lack of actual combat. I believe that after he shoots five or six Japanese, he will grow up soon.

After Zhao Hu sent the dog, he shook his handle again and adjusted the cannon back to his position. The reason why he was so idle was that he was waiting for several soldiers to help the orangutans build the nest.

The orangutan nest was not facing the lake embankment, but chose to go in front of the side. There were three trees here, two orangutan baboons were monitoring it with two machine guns, and the other five or six people were working hard to dig the soil. Soon, a simple trench was dug out, reaching one meter deep.

Seeing that the nest was built, the orangutan pushed the machine gun to a soldier. He picked up the engineer shovel and came to the woods and slashed it hard. Soon, four slightly thick logs covered the trench, and then covered the gap with leaves. Finally, the soil was covered on it. Although this thing cannot prevent cannons, there is no problem with the defense of anti-throwing grenades.

Once the nest was built, news came from the other side of the river that the temporary machine gun posts they built with sandbags had been successfully placed. I believe that the two light machine guns on the left, two light machine guns on the right, and one old heavy machine gun on the right, will definitely block the Japanese's exit.

At this time, the gun barrel had cooled down, and Zhao Hu ordered the four mountain cannons to fire again, trying to take down the Chaishan Brigade before dark!

At this time, Chaishan was in a dilemma. In front of him were the one or two hundred Tujiao who could not come out of the turtle shell. However, his firepower was fierce. Even if he wanted to escape the siege, he had to have an eye behind him and consider whether he would pursue him.

Fortunately, the Eighth Route Army was not very familiar with mountain cannons, and they had no accurate leads in one shot from east to west, but if they continued to fight like this, they would sooner or later be wiped out.

In a hurry, Chaishan had no choice but to send a message to his superiors for help, while trying to dig anti-aircraft holes. He wanted to wait for the plane to come and use the bomber to blow up the artillery position, so that he would have a chance to escape.

Suddenly, a soldier raised the cloth bag in his hand and shouted, "Look at what I dug up? Why does it look like an explosive bag?"

Chaishan was shocked: "Don't throw it away, that's the secret weapon of the Eighth Route Army!"

Wang Shubing sighed: "It's dug up, pull it!"

With Wang Kaishan's order, the explosives had been buried, and huge mines exploded from the ground at the same time. The huge shock wave even overturned the soil under the big tree stumps. The Japanese hiding behind the roots were blown up by the explosion, and then they were shot through the body by machine gun bullets and then fell to the ground, becoming bloody corpses!

"Retreat, retreat quickly, and forcefully attack from the lake embankment!"

Behind him, black smoke was still rising. Even with half of the black gunpowder, Chaishan was scared by this army that particularly liked to commit blasting. Instead of being killed by bullets, he didn't imagine that the soldiers with bloody blood from the seven holes had their internal organs shattered. But they had not yet died, so they could only wait quietly for their death. What a painful understanding!
Chapter completed!